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[lucas-grey]

I saw this post from @ellenchain with some beautiful illustrations of Grey in some various outfits and I would like to take this to talk about his style! I think I did it before, but let's take a closer look! This is going to be fun 😁

From canon we only get three outfits from him. The standard one he is wearing all the time which contains grey pants, a black shirt, black leather belt and black Oxfords.

The second outfit is the same with the coat.

And the third outfit is the one he was wearing in Dubai, which contains the same black T-Shirt but some cargo pants, a different black belt and boots.

All in all he is not very stylish, like his brother, but also not super old fashioned. I would call his style kinda random for a man his age. And I guess he looks more for a practical look than a modern or stylish one.

Let's take a look at the details and let's start with the coat. The coat that even 47 couldn't resist 😅 I am still not sure what kind of fabric it is. The patches and details are leather, that's for sure. But the rest of the coat is hard to say, but in the sunlight it looks like some kind of suede leather.

What's interesting is that the coat misses any pockets. Talking about practical, I think a coat with such a length and no pockets is very impractical. But since it seems like Grey only wears it open, it is easy for him to access his phone or wallet from the pockets of his pants.

And when it comes to accessories, he seems to like it simple. He wears a watch on both outfits, the classic one and the one with the cargo pants. And I assume he also wears it with the coat. We can see it in the cutscene where Grey shoots Hajun in the car, but unfortunately they forgot to add the watch to his model wearing the coat.

The watch looks not very expensive. It's a classic watch with a green canvas belt. I like that he doesn't give a fuck that it's green and doesn't fit to everything. His brother probably would choose a silver or black watch to an all grey/black outfit. So maybe it's Greys favourite watch. Maybe it was a gift? 👀

Another "accessory" he often wears is the bandage around his elbow. We never found out why he was wearing it, but we know that he was not wearing it all the time.

So I guess it functions as some kind of support or stabilisation. Maybe he has some sort of epicondylitis 🤷‍♀️

Looking at 47s outfits, Grey can wear most of them, but somehow they don't "fit" him, because he is not the stylish kind of guy. For example, when it comes to suits and he can choose, I am sure he would choose not to wear any bow or tie. Only if it's really necessary he would wear a suit with a tie. This suit here is perfect for him.

And I really like a hoodie on him, even though it looks a bit like Mid-Life-Crisis 😅 I don't like the pants and shoes though, and I am not sure if Grey would wear a hoodie like that.

I would like to think that he would choose some sneakers, but looking at his "standard" outfits I am quite sure that aside from some running shoes he doesn't own any sneakers. So I guess I am mistaken him here and he would indeed wear hoodies like that. Like I said. Midlife-Crisis 😅

And last but not least: Sunglasses. Unfortunately, when changing his model with the one from 47, some of the sunglasses don't fit Greys head, because it's bigger than 47s. But here are some examples that kinda work with his head and give a good expression, how sunglasses look on him.

I personally like the one from the Florida fit the most (but I hate the polo shirt). I think it suits his face very well. The Aviator glasses are too small for his head and the ones from the Agent 17 suit are too old fashioned, even for him 😅

All in all I would say that his style is okay, but I think he can learn much from his younger brother 😌 What do you think about Greys style?

[panjakes]

Hello again!! Can I please request an Ahn Hyo Seop x black female Ghanaian reader where he and the reader get married? Thank youuu!!

“Ready for tomorrow?” Yn asks

“What’s tomorrow?” Hyeoseop asks making her smile drop

“Don’t play Hyeoseop” she says shoving him. He laughs before wrapping his arms around her

“I’m sorry love…of course I’m ready” he says kissing your forehead

“The girls are coming to get me and we’re heading to the hotel. Do NOT destroy this house” you say pointing

“It’s not just my house anymore Yn, we will be married tomorrow. This is OUR house now. Give its correct term please” Hyeoseop sass

“Oh okay! My apologies! Don’t destroy MY house” you say smirking

“Still not the correct term my dear, but it’s better than the last” he says making you two laugh

“Wanna see my dress?” You ask

“No I do not want to see the dress I spent 2,293 dollars on!” Hyeoseop says

“Hey! I gave you 40 dollars on it!” You say

“40 isn’t nearly enough my dear” he says

“It’s okay though. Your pockets didn’t break” you say patting his chest.

“Mhm did you guess where our honey moon is?” He asks

“Please don’t tell me Dubai” you say groaning

“What’s wrong with Dubai?” He asks

“We’ve been there three times and EVERYBODY goes there for a honeymoon. Let’s be differently” you say

“Well good thing it isn’t Dubai” he says

Before you could respond the door pops open and in came your sister

“YN!! LETS GO!” She says

“Sydney why are you screaming?” You ask

“Cause he isn’t suppose to see you! Let’s go!” She says grabbing you

“W-wait my bags!” You say

“Marie finna come get it let’s go! Bye Hyeoseop you better be ready tomorrow or my daddy gon come and get you and we both know you don’t want that!” Your sister screams dragging you out the house

All Hyeoseop could do was laugh and wave.

“I know you ain’t texting Hyeoseop!?!” Your sister screams

“What if I am?” You ask

“Girl! This is your last night as a single women!! We should be partying before the big day tomorrow!” She says

“We can definitely party but I have to let him know I arrived safely to me destination” you say

“He has your location…put your shoes on and let’s get wasted!” Marie says

“I’m not getting wasted before my wedding. That’s a terrible idea” you say making all your brides maids agree with you

“Ya know…Hyeoseop‘s brother is actually attractive” Marie says

“He is” your sister agrees

“Hey Yn wanna take our friendship further and become sister in laws?” She asks making everybody in the room laugh

“Good luck sista” you say smirking

“Hyeoseop is getting married!” Hoon says patting his back

“I know right?! We’re losing one of our players” Soojin says wiping his fake tears

“I was never a player” Hyeoseop says

“Oh we know. Before Yn came along you talked to zero women”

“Just four years ago Yn swooped in a changed your mind. Four years later you two are getting married. They grow up so fast don’t they?”

“They do…just make sure to wrap it up on that honeymoon” Hyeoseop’s brother says making everyone but him in the room laugh

“You aren’t funny and neither are your jokes” Hyeoseop says

“I’m just playing around with you. I love that you want Yn are getting married. Literally I’m happy for y’all” he says patting Hyeoseop’s shoulder

“Thanks. I appreciate it” Hyeoseop says

“Great! Now let’s get wasted!”

“No. You guys aren’t responsible drinkers. I refuse to have you guys hungover at my wedding” Hyeoseop says

“Come onnnn! We can drink six or seven time!”

“No. Hell no! If you can’t walk down the isle Yn and Sydney will KILL me and you. Everyone is limited to two drinks!” Hyeoseop says

“And what’s your limit?”

“I don’t have one because I’m not drinking” Hyeoseop says making everyone in the room groan

“Come on!!! Tonight’s your last night as a single man!”

“I am not a single man. Until tomorrow I still have a fiancé” Hyeoseop says with a raised brow

“Loyal man…I love that for you!” One of Hyeoseop’s friends says causing every man in the room to laugh

“Good morning bride to be!” Sydney says snatching the curtains open

You sit up stretching with a low groan

“What time is it?” You ask

“5:00” she says smiling

“Now Sydney… the wedding isn’t until 3:00” you say glaring at her

“I know I know I know…but we have some slight issues” she says making you just stare at her

“What kind of issues” you ask

“So like…Jayla’s dress is ruined, Amina can’t find her shoes, we can’t find Cali, and the makeup artist cancelled” she says

It’s quiet before you just flat out panic.

“How did her dress get ruined? Where is Amina’s shoes, where the hell is cali?! WHOS GOING TO DO OUR MAKEUP!” You shout

“Chill baby sis! It’s only 5:00. The wedding is at 3:30. I can get a dress shoes and makeup. Now I don’t know about cali. She just isn’t answering” she says

“Well let’s get a move on! Now!” You say getting out the bed

“No! No no no! You sit here and chill it’s YOUR wedding and as your maid of honor I’m suppose to take care of these things and I will” she says

“You sure? I’m counting on you Sydney” you say

“Of course! Anything for my baby sis. Go back to sleep I’ll wake you up around 12” she says heading to your door

“Okay” you say laying back down

“And DONT call or text Hyeoseop!” She says before slamming the door. You groan rolling your eyes

“Where the hell did Hoon wonder off too?!” Hyeoseop ask

“Chill…we went to get another suit”

“Another suit? Why?!”

“His was too small…like incredibly to small like, he couldn’t get into his pants”

“And how long ago was this?”

“20 minutes ago.”

“And nobody decided to tell me?”

“We didn’t want you to worry”

“Okay, did you get the rental?”

“Uhh what rental?”

“The rental for me and my wife?!?! You didn’t get it?!”

“…No?”

“Jisung…wtf!? How did you forget?!” Hyeoseop asks

“Because aren’t y’all going to the Bahamas? On a plane? What do you need a rental for?”

“Because the airport is in the next town over!” Hyeoseop says

“My bad! Me and soojin will go get the rental”

“You might want to hurry it’s 2:12!! The wedding is at 3:30!” Hyeoseop

“Sheesh so aggressive. Okay gromzilla” Jisung says getting up to go get soojin

Hyeoseop sighs only praying that nothing else goes wrong.

“You still can’t find Cali?!” You ask as your mother puts on your veil

“No. She still isn’t answering” Marie says

“What the hell is wrong with her? On your damn wedding day?!” Sydney says

“Hey! Your in a church!” Your mom says

“Sorry mama” she says

“Where’s that makeup artist! The ceremony starts in an hour!” You say

“She canceled too” Marie says making you panic

“Oh my gosh” you mumble

“Hey! It’s okay! I didn’t go to cosmetology school for nothing! I’ll be back!” Sydney says leaving out the room

“Wait Syd-“you start but she was already gone

You sigh sitting back hoping that this wedding wouldn’t be a disaster. Just then Jayla rushes in.

“I got a new dress! I’m here I wasn’t going to let you down bestie” she says smiling

“Well that’s one less person to worry about” you say

“Cali’s still not here?”

“No. She’s not answering her phone. Nobody’s heard from her” you say

“Aw baby don’t stress! Your ceremony will still be beautiful and perfect” your mother says kissing your forehead

“Big sis is here to save the day!” Sydney shouts running into the room

“What Sydney?” Marie says

“I’m going to do make up! No need to fret big sis is here to save the day!” She says holding up a box

“Well don’t just stand there! Start working on your sister!” Your mother says pointing to you

“Ma…Not to much on me” she says rushing over to you and started on your makeup

“You ready?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be” Hyeoseop says letting out a breath

He was nervous and anxious.He didn’t know why. You two had been together for four years. There was no better time than now to make you his wife.

As he stood at the door waiting for the music to start his mother and father fixed his suit

“And walk with your head up!” His mother says

“Walk with confidence” his father says

“Don’t slouch”

“Don’t fall”

“Give a little smile!”

“Cry a little when Yn walks out”

“Okay mom and dad! I got it!” Hyeoseop says

“Ohhh we’re so proud of you I’m going to cry” his mother says walking away trying to stop her tears

“It’s okay honey!” His father says following behind her. Hyeoseop chuckles but stops as soon as he hears the music. He straights up before walking into the room taking slow strides until her reached the Alter.

He stood up straight looking towards his parents who smiled and gave him a thumbs up. He chuckles a little bit. They were so happy for him.

Then his grooms men walked down with your braids maids. He let out a breath. When they finished waking you’d be next and he couldn’t wait to see you.

He looked at his feet waiting for you. That’s when heard everybody stand up. He looked up from his feet gazing at you. His jaw hitting the floor as he watched you walk down the isle

“Oh my…” he trails off. Once you reached the alter your dad had to grab his hand putting in yours seeing as he was to busy gawking at you. The audience laughed at him.

“You look beautiful”he mouths to you as the paster starts talking

“Thank you” you mouth back

“If anybody has any objections, speak now or forever hold you peace”

Your sister glares out into the crowed causing everyone to laugh.

“Yeah. Say nothing” she says getting back into her spot next to you.

“You may now say your vows”

“I Uh didn’t write anything down so I’m just going to speak from the heart. I will always love you no matter what, I vow that we will be a family forever. I could never get bored when I'm with you. I promise to always make you laugh and to laugh together. I promise to love you for the rest of our lives. I promise to be the man you need and be the man you need to lean on. I love you Yn” Hyeoseop says wiping his own tear. Just then your sister started to sob

Everyone turns around look at her

“I’m sorry. T-that is so cute” she says dabbing her eye with tissue. You chuckle before saying your own

“Ahn Hyeoseop with you I am more of myself I vow to make my life forever yours and build my dreams around and with you. I promise to be the women that is here for you today, tomorrow, and for always. In my eyes I have found my home. In my heart, I have found my love. In my soul, I have found my mate. I love you ahn Hyeoseop” you say smiling

Hyeoseop returns the smile before turning to his side to wipe the rest of his tears.

“Aw he’s crying”

Hyeoseop peaks down at your lips ready to kiss you. It’s all he could think about at the moment. That dress really was worth 2,923.

“You may now kiss the br-oh he’s already doing it” the pastor says chuckling. Everyone laughed and clapped as Hyeoseop grabbed you putting his lips on yours

“Impatient much?” You say

“Very impatient” he says going in for another kiss

“Hey! Guys!! I’m married!” Hyeoseop shouts. He was a little tipsy.

“Hey Hyeoseop! We know!” Soojin shouts back making the wedding party laugh

“Look at the married couple!!! Congratulations!” Marie says coming around with a camera

“Guys look-Baby show them your finger” Hyeoseop says

“They’ve already seen it”

“No show the camera your finger!” Hyeoseop says grabbing your wrist holding your hand up to the camera

“Ohhhh look at that rock!” Sydney says

Hyeoseop jumps into the camera

“I put that there” he says making everyone laugh

“Come on tipsy! Let’s eat!” You say grabbing him by the waist so you can sit down at the bride and groom table

He sits down holding your hand before he just stares at you. You look over at him with a confused look

“What?” You ask causing him to turn into a giggling mess

“I just married you” he says

“You married me or got married to me?” You ask

“Does it really matter? You have my last name!” He says still giggling

“Yeahh your tipsy as hell” you say

“Am not! Just really happy right now” he says smiling ear to ear

“And why are you so Hyeoseop?” You ask sarcastically with a smile

“Because I get to spend the rest of my life with the woman of my dreams” he says leaning in

“Oh I’m the women of your dreams?” You ask also leaning

“Of course, you’d be the women of any man’s dreams. But I got lucky and married you” he says before closing the gap between you by kissing you

You two pull away when a flash goes off causing you to pull away

“Sorry, it was a very cute photo” the photographer says smiling

“It’s okay” Hyeoseop says

You two look at each other before laughing

“So did you guess?” Hyeoseop asks

“Ehhh Jamaica?”

“Close. The Bahamas” he says

“Ahhh I’m going to take so many cute pictures. You gonna be my personal photographer?” You ask

“I’ll be more than that” Hyeoseop says smirking

“Slow it down tiger. We’ve been married like three hours” you say

“Oh my gosh babe we’re really married! After four years!” Hyeoseop says

“Yes, I know Hyeoseop” you say giggling at him

“Thank you baby” he says taking your hand again

“For what?” You ask

“For being my wife” he says before kissing your forehead

“Your welcome” you say smirking

“I don’t get a thank you for being my husband?” He asks jokingly

“Nahhh” you say making you both laugh

What a beautiful wedding it was.

[mio-blogs]

~ Own Me

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Mesh Head: Lelutka Zo Head 3.1

Mesh Body: eBODY - REBORN

Chest Mod: eBODY - REBORN Waifu Boobs

Thighs Body Mod: MAZE.mods Soft Thighs V4.0 FATPACK

Hair: DOUX - Danielle Hairstyle (hair has been edited in photoshop)

Hair Bangs: TRUTH - Fate - Grayscale

Hair Buns: Platinum - "Catalyst" Hairstyle(hair has been edited in photoshop)

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Body Skin: NecroNoir - Body Tones - Reborn Body - FATPACK (tan tone)

Shape: My own custom shape (not for sale)

Nails: 1990 - Essential Claws + HUD

Makeup/Tattoos

Eyeliner: RETORIKA - Chrome Eyeliner

Lips: Malina - Chapped lips / Lelutka EVO X / BOM

Lashes: Void Demure Lashes @ Marketplace

Chest Scar: Vermilion - Autopsy

Chest Scar Tattoo: She Said Destroy - Poison (Group Gift)

Stomach Cuts: She Said Destroy Astral Gift - wounds corset (Group Gift)

Stomach Tattoo: SiMi - EMPOWERMENT [BOM Tattoos]

Black Finger Tattoos: Lilithe - Vessel Tattoos [REBORN - Aii Fingers] (Warehouse Sale Event Gift)

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Prosthetic Leg: NSFWZHENYA - Marionette Prosthetic

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Hair Bow: Rosier - Dia Ribbon / FATPACK

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Fishnet Stockings: ALT3 - Fishnet Legs > Fatpack (Warehouse Sale Event Gift)

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Shoes: Semller - Tower Platforms Black

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Head: Lelutka Avalon Evox [Mainstore]

Body: Ebody Reborn [Mainstore]

Hair: Magika - Kat Hair [Marketplace]

Top: Eleven - Anita Hoodie - Ebody Reborn [N21]

Sweats: Eleven - Sunny Pants - Ebody Reborn [Dubai]

Shoes: Miss Chelsea - Elle Hi-Tops - Black - Ebody Reborn [Marketplace]

[swissforextrading]

On, the sports shoe disrupter hotfooting it towards leisure

The Swiss start-up brand has grown rapidly with its revolutionary designs of high-performance sports footwear. Ordinarily, a shoe with holes in the soles would be primed for the dustbin. But On, the Swiss sports brand launched in 2010, has turned that irregular aesthetic into a multibillion-dollar USP — its signature crater-soled sneakers made 95% of the company’s $1.5 billion sales in the first nine months of 2023. Patented as CloudTec, prototypes for On’s curious, crumpet-like rubber treads were conceived from a cut-off hosepipe some years before the company’s founding in 2010. Now, they’re made using special injectable moulds. They look a bit futuristic, are visually a tad weird and the vibe is borderline dorky. Nevertheless, both runners and pedestrians have fallen head over heels for them. In Dubai, they’ve replaced Yeezy as the go-to fashion sneaker, says thirtysomething physicist Abdulla Alhajri, while in Tokyo, all-black pairs of the stacked-sole Cloudmonsters (£160)... https://www.swissinfo.ch/eng/business/on--the-sports-shoe-disrupter-hotfooting-it-towards-leisure/49170130?utm_campaign=swi-rss&utm_source=multiple&utm_medium=rss&utm_content=o (Source of the original content)

[serayahzari]

Blog 135 - She Ain't You

She Ain't You

Vestige Set by Queenz 8 Separate Colors / 4 Fatpack Colors / Fatpack Available Sizes: Reborn, Reborn + Waifu, Legacy, Lara X, Kupra, Peach Available NOW!! @ DUBAI Event https://maps.secondlife.com/…/Horizon%20Beach/128/128/23 Flickr https://www.flickr.com/photos/139125419@N03/53479060374/

"Side Profile: The Glow Up". by Ajstd Poses

This set comes with a cute animation and a static pose! Fingers are curved to hold a purse (you're free to use whatever accessory you like!)

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Head: Lelukta - Briannon - Mainstore (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/LeLutka/128/128/31)

Ears: Swallow - Pixie Gauged S Ears 2.0 - Mainstore (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cobra/78/46/2501)

Hair: VLME - Riri Black & Turban - Mainstore (https://marketplace.secondlife.com/stores/256264)

Earrings: Swallow - Pixie Gauged S01 - Mainstore (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Cobra/78/46/2501)

Nails: 1990 - Mari Set Duck - Mainstore (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Redwood/102/67/23)

Tattoo: Hoodlem - Trippie Tattoos - Mainstore (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Bloom/195/196/1629)

Outfit: Queenz - Vestige Set - Dubai Event (http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Horizon%20Beach/128/128/22)

Shoes: Merch - Timb Boots Wheat - Mainstore ( http://maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/MERCH/134/161/31)

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Dunja... by Joys Cuttita Via Flickr: Credits : Blouse : AvaGirl – Harper- UniK Pants: AnaSTyle - Luisa Black Outfit - UniK Necklace : ORSINI Jewel Care LIVIA Necklace - COSMOPOLITAN Earrings : ORSINI Jewel Care LIVIA Necklace - COSMOPOLITAN Shoes : Apocalypse Stilettos Fatpack by Madame Noir - Dubai Event Head mesh: LeLUTKA Raven Head 3.1 Eyes : IKON Triumph Eyes - Ghost~ Skin: [AK] - Akeruka Creations - [AK Skin] - Jules skin Hair : Stealthic - Capture Bodymesh : [LEGACY] Meshbody Nails : Nives: Dunja Bento Long Coffin Mesh Nails - eBENTO Pose full body : :studiOneiro: Lola set Backdrop: FOXCITY. Photo Booth - Dance Hall Other credits and taxi- Info and Social Media j♥o♥y♥s

[labelleperfumery]

Kanye West and Bianca Censori Make Wonky Shoe Choice at Dubai Mall

Kanye West and Bianca Censori were Dubai mall rats Thursday … and her shoes turned heads, but not in a good way. K&B were both decked out in all-black ensembles … Bianca went for flair by rocking Balenciaga furry pumps that go for $1,130… from TMZ.com https://www.tmz.com/2023/12/08/kanye-west-bianca-censori-wife-outfit/

[violetvalentine]

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Outfit:

Couch: DRD - Bloodcroft Castle - Chaise - Black (gacha)

Lightbox: HAUNT - Shadow Light - Drac Shadow Light - (Engine Room - Event - October 2023)

Lamp: C&C - Lestat Sconce

Bloodpack: H&C - Blood Bag Half Full

Cats: -Pixicat- - Bastet - Sphynx

Outfit:

Corset and Top: ABSENCE - Vallora Set - (Engine Room - Event - October 2023)

Panties: KILLJOY - Spooky Panties

Heels: .Quirky. - Terror Tower Shoes - (Satan Inc. - Event - October 2023)

Accessories:

Leg Harnesses: Insomnia Angel - Lize Strap Leg Garter - (DUBAI - Event - August/October 2023)

Gag: Eternal SexyShop - BallGag - ExtraBite - Deep

Body:

Hair: [Ginko Hair] - #145 Hair - (Engine Room - Event - October 2023)

Tattoos: GoK - "Raven Reaper"

Bloody Hands: Persephone - Sanguine

Bloody Mouth: Sacrilege - Eternal Damnation/Chalice

Eyes: Osin - Dark Sun Eyes - Red

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[hairstyleforteen]

6 Evening Hairstyle Ideas You Will Want To Know About

This beautiful and elegant style can be worn for any occasion. To achieve this look, simply braid your hair into a loose updo and secure it with some bobby pins. You can add some flowers or other accessories to give your hair an extra glamour. Contact a flower delivery dubai to get fresh blooms for a delicate floral braid whenever you need them. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a formal event or a night out on the town. When discussing clothes, you can wear a beautiful dress or a jumpsuit. As for shoes, you can choose between high heels or flats, depending on your preference. And, when it comes to makeup, you can go for a natural look or a brown smoky eye. This way, you will look stunning without looking overdone. 1) Slicked-Back Hair This is a classic style that never goes out of fashion. To achieve this look, simply comb your hair back and use a gel or pomade to keep it in place. You can also add some shine serum to give your hair an extra boost. There are some variations to this hairstyle, such as slicking your hair to the side or adding some waves. This type of hairstyle can be combined with a stunning Jovani evening dress and high heels for a night out on the town. For instance, if you are attending a black-tie event, you can style your hair in a sleek up-do. Or, if you are going to a more casual gathering, you can leave your hair down with some soft waves. Also, makeup matters. So,  make sure to choose the right lipstick and foundation shade to compliment your look. You should consider your outfit, as well as the event you are attending, when deciding on your makeup. 2) Loose Waves Another popular evening hairstyle is loose waves. This look is perfect for those who want to add a touch of glamour to their appearance. To achieve this style, simply curl your hair with a curling iron and then brush it out to create soft, romantic waves. You can also use some hairspray to keep your hair in place. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a night out or a special event. You can combine it with a beautiful dress and high heels to create a stunning look. Regarding makeup, you can opt for a smoky eye or a nude lip. Or, if you want to keep it simple, you can just wear some mascara and lip gloss. This way, your natural beauty will shine through. 3) Braided Up-do This is a beautiful and elegant style that can be worn for any occasion. To achieve this look, simply braid your hair into a loose updo and secure it with some bobby pins. You can also add some flowers or other accessories to give your hair an extra touch of glamour. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a formal event or a night out on the town. When discussing clothes, you can wear a beautiful dress or a jumpsuit. As for shoes, you can choose between high heels or flats, depending on your preference. And, when it comes to makeup, you can go for a natural look or a brown smoky eye. This way, you will look stunning without looking overdone. 4) Half-Up, Half-Down This is a versatile style that can be worn for any occasion. To achieve this look, simply pull half of your hair back and secure it with a clip or barrette. You can then leave the rest of your hair down in soft waves or curls. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a casual event or a night out with friends. When you choose this type of hairstyle, you should wear a casual outfit, such as jeans and a t-shirt. You can also add some accessories, such as a scarf or a hat. You can go for a natural look or a subtle smokey eye with your makeup. 5) Ponytail This is a classic style that can be worn for any occasion. To achieve this look, simply pull your hair back into a ponytail and secure it with a hair tie. You can also add some waves or curls to your hair for a more glamorous look. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a casual event or a night out with friends. This hairstyle goes perfectly with any outfit and is sure to turn heads. When talking about makeup to go with this hairstyle, you can’t go wrong with a smokey eye and some nude lips. It’s a classic look that is sure to impress anyone. So, do not worry about your appearance and just enjoy your night out. 6) Voluminous Curls If you are blessed with natural curls, then this style is perfect for you! To achieve this look, simply let your hair down in all its glory. You can also add some hairspray to keep your curls in place. This type of hairstyle is perfect for a night out on the town or a special event. For instance, this would be a great hairstyle to wear to a wedding. When it comes to makeup, you can go for a natural look or add some drama with a bold lip. Regarding clothes, this hairstyle goes great with a dress or a jumpsuit. And shoes… well, you can’t go wrong with a pair of high heels! If you do not have natural curls, then you can achieve this look by using a curling iron. You can do this by wrapping small sections of your hair around the curling iron and then holding it in place for a few seconds. Once you have curled all of your hair, simply let it down and add some hairspray to keep your curls in place. Or, if you want to indulge yourself, you can get a professional blowout at a salon. This way, you are sure to have voluminous and long-lasting curls. No matter what style you choose, you are sure to look fabulous! These are just a few ideas to get you started. Experiment with different styles and find the one that works best for you. Have fun and enjoy your evening! Hopefully, this article has inspired you to try out a new hairstyle for your next evening event. So, what are you waiting for? Go ahead and give one of these styles a try! You are sure to look and feel your best. Thanks for reading! Until next time… Read the full article

[snailsrneat]

hi!! i’d like to participate in your twst matchup event if that’s ok! i hope i followed the guidelines correctly, please let me know if there’s anything i must fix ^^

physical description: i am 5’3, asian, and i have dyed magenta hair. i wear round glasses, and my fashion style i usually dress goth/alternative, vintage, or dark/light academia.

interests: i guess for basic interests i enjoy reading/writing, art, and fashion and my more specific interests include marine biology, psychology, and astronomy.

how i would describe myself: my personality type is ISTP 9w8 and my zodiac sign is cancer. i’m very blunt and straightforward and i don’t really bother to spare people’s feelings. i have a tendency to say offhanded or questionable things without realizing the connotations since i don’t think before i speak/act. i’m a very impulsive person who may struggle to take things seriously sometimes, but i am usually described as being very chill. i like very bitter foods like black licorice and coffee without cream and i absolutely hate sweets or desserts. i don’t watch movies very much, i read a lot more books which are on the genre of sci-fi or mystery/detective. my favorite song is canadian dubai by always never.

i hope i did everything correctly! thank you so much, have a great day! :)

You have been matched up with...

Jade Leech

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"-"Why Joseph, why did you do it?" Clara asked, her voice shaking in both fear and rage. The one person she trusted, who she thought wouldn't dare hurt a fly murdered her brother.

"Because he was-"

"Would like to know something love?" Jade asks, his gaze not moving up from the paperwork in front of him. You look over at him, turning your head to the right. Raising an eyebrow at the eels sudden input, you respond with a, "What?"

He smirks devilishly, gaze never leaving the paperwork and says, "There's a plot-twist at the end of the story that reveals that Clara had set up everyone else in the story to either be dead or in prison."

Glaring at the eel, you put the book face down on the bed and cross your arms. "Jade Richet Leech.", you state with venom,"You dare to not only interupt my reading but also SPOIL the ending. Just who do you think you are?"

Jade looks up, his gaze finally meeting your own. His eyes held a devious glint in them. "Your Lover." He said, his eyes boring into you.

You click your tounge, "Not anymore, you aren't."

"Really, is that so?", he asks with raised eyebrow and smirk.

Clicking your tounge once more, you turn you head away from the teal haired sadist, "Yes.", you replied sternly.

And just like that, Jade stood up from his chair, took off his hat, scarf, jacket, and shoes, and slid into bed with you. Where he pulled you down to lay on his chest. You looked up at him, still upset with the mer, but wanting to be in his arms.

"You're an ass-hat, you know that?"

"I love too, my dear."

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I'm sorry if you don't like this. I tried not to make the scenes awkward or choppy for the reader, but I think it came out that way. Again, I'm really sorry if you don't end up liking it. Btw, in the beginning of the story what's happening is that your reading out loud and Jade interrupts you. I know that part wasn't all too clear.

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Imagine:

This is a request from @dashhoney25

Erik and his boo, London, make up for lost time. 😈

Warnings: LOTS of Smut, Rough sex, dirty talk. This shit...had me wet AF.

There are four levels of assassins: the novices, dilettantes, journeymen, and lastly masters. The masters, men with military or paramilitary backgrounds who travel to their contracts have few local ties that law enforcement can use. They excel at their craft, and operate quietly and without incident. In theory, the whispered meetings will be held in secret, the job will be executed with precision and grace, and no one will witness the escape. As a class one type assassin, Erik Killmonger was genetically enhanced in order to perform physical tasks much more efficiently than an average peak-human. To keep his skills in balance, Erik Killmonger practices his combat, shooting, assassination, and stealth skills whenever he is not on an assignment. He has over his life become a myth in the underworld due to his skills. Many doubt Erik Killmonger’s existence because of his skills in completing impossible assignments to the point that the FBI and CIA denies his existence…

Erik Killmonger spawned on a beach in Miami from his F470 Combat Rubber Raiding Craft at approximately 9:30 PM. He’s wearing a Roka wetsuit that provides luxurious comfort and no restrictions. The ocean waters emit a bright blue glow as the waves crashed and the tide came in because of tiny organisms called Lingulodinium polyedrum. With him, Erik Killmonger has on a pair of thermal imaging goggles resting on top of his tapered locs. Frontwards, Erik Killmonger spots two armed guards pacing in front of the architect-designed luxury beach home. Erik Killmonger tugged on the goggles, bringing them down over his onyx eyes. Both of them are carrying a GLOCK 19 and wearing crisp black suits and polished black dress shoes. One beefy man and the other looking about his weight and height. Good. 

Erik Killmonger has mastered the art of stealth, being able to terminate multiple enemies in the same area one at a time and sneak up on almost anybody and quietly neutralize them. Erik Killmonger also has an expert level understanding of the use of disguises in order to access unauthorized areas of a location. He needed the disguise of one of the guards to get inside of the home so he could grab what he needed for his Nightcall mission. Keeping low, his body hidden by the Lyme grass that sprouted from the beach, Erik Killmonger spots a pool on the left side. Moving quickly,  He walks inside the pool room and finds a tool box sitting on a surfboard table. Walking back out, he went around to the left side of the house until he saw the garage. Erik Killmonger uses the screwdriver that he picked out of the tool box to short-circuit the signal box, which will allow him to open up the garage door for access. He rounded a corner and parkour rolled, finding a good hiding spot. 

“Man, this is a bust...what exactly are we guarding?” The beefy guard with a Glasgow smile and a clean shaven head says before taking a quick puff from his cigarette. He spoke with an Australian accent from what Erik Killmonger could pick up while hiding behind a cherry-red sports car. 

“All I know is I’m getting paid,” The other guard that sounded like a Florida native says before turning to grab the cigarette from his partner's hand. He runs a hand through his jet black hair that reminded Erik of how greasers used to wear it back in the 50s. Blowing smoke towards the sky, he chokes up a bit. 

“Are these M-Marlboro golds?” He says between coughs and slight wheezes. 

“Yep, the only kind I smoke...looks like you can’t handle it though,” The beefy guard laughs tumultuously. 

“I’m more of a codeine guy,” The greaser says before handing the cigarette back to the other guard, “I prefer my prescription drugs.”

“That shit will have you on the floor, man.” 

Erik checked the time on his G-Shock Casio Camouflage watch. He didn’t bring a lot of tech with him since this job is supposed to be silent, quick, and precise. He couldn’t leave any traces of himself behind. For Erik, these types of jobs were always the hardest for him, that’s why he took another week to survey the area with his Dragon X12 U11 Drone late at night before accepting the Nightcall mission. The two guards kept talking nonsense, wasting a breath with every word when Erik Killmonger could be in the luxury beach home. He only had thirty minutes left. Since taking out both of them will bring too much attention, he decided to take them down one by one. 

“Hey...what was that?” The greaser says mid laugh. He shared a look with his partner before they both went stony-faced. He pulls out his GLOCK 19, checking the magazine for rounds before turning towards the garage, “I’ll be back, you know we aren’t really supposed to leave this post. If Alma asks, tell her I’m checking for a noise.” 

“Gotcha, just hurry back, you know that bitch will have something to say,” the beefy guard reminds him. 

With his gun pointed straight ahead with a two-handed grip and unwavering eyes, the greaser walks slowly past the cherry-red sports car, Erik Killmonger’s body no longer there. Making a left turn, heading towards the pool room, the greaser aims his gun left, right, behind, and in front of him. It was dark and anyone could be hiding behind the many shelves filled with storage bins and other miscellaneous items. Erik watched the greaser walk far enough into the pool room before stepping out from behind a cluttered storage cabinet. 

Erik Killmonger got really close behind the greaser without being detected, grabbing him around his throat by putting him in a choke hold, the crease of his arm between his bulging bicep, tricep, and flexor, squeezing with ease before he went limp in his arms. He dropped him, getting down on his knees to remove his suit and get dressed. Once he was fully clothed and looking like the other armed guards, Erik Killmonger places the GLOCK 19 in the suit jacket pocket before taking a calm yet treacherous stroll out to the other guard. 

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London’s eyelids fluttered open with a hassle around 3:18 AM, just five hours before she had to be to work. London is a Cyber Security Analyst for CSOC, a five-star rated computer security company in New York City, New York. The high and wide windows within the bedroom of her Penthouse gave her a nighttime view of the Midtown Manhattan skyline and at its feet is the whole geometry of Central Park. The high end silk bedding duvet cover set in black has perfect temperature-regulating properties that would usually help her sleep but with the absence of her man there was little to no chance for her to drift off again. London scoots over towards the edge of the left side of the upholstered platform bed in black to effectively turn on the side lamp. After rubbing her tired eyes, London grabs her phone to see if she had any missed calls or texts from him. Sure enough, the busy man himself sent her a text almost two hours ago. 

Erik: I just boarded my private jet, I’ll see you when you wake up baby girl. I’ll be right next to you. 

London and Erik have been exclusive for a little over a year. They met because Erik was a longtime client of CSOC and London would personally work for him whenever he needed it. She picked up on his flirtatious cues and the way his eyes blazed every time he looked at her. It was her round, sparkling topaz eyes with sweeping lashes; glowing honey skin; high cheekbones every time she smiled; glossy full lips; bouncy blunt cut copper hair; and trim frame with a plump backside. London didn’t expect anything to happen between them since Erik could be a bit emotionally closed off but he had a deep, and in the beginning, unexpressed admiration for London. He very rarely showed a liking towards anyone around him but for some reason, London changed that. Beneath his bad boy persona is a charming, mysterious, and intellectual man. London fell in love with him before she found out what he did for a living. Erik is an Assassin. Killing people as an occupation of course terror struck her in the beginning but she couldn’t leave him alone no matter how much her conscience tried to sway her. 

The beginning of their relationship...let’s just say it was nothing short of wild. Erik used to take London on big trips to places like Dubai, Japan, Colombia, and Saudi Arabia whenever he had work. That changed when Erik almost had a near death experience when trying to escape from a mission. He ended up hospitalized in a secret facility for trained killers like himself somewhere in Arizona. London made up for his lack of being there by working more hours which led her to a position as a Lead Cyber Security Analyst. Her pockets swelled even though she didn’t necessarily need the money since Erik could afford to take care of both of them. London grew tired from working long and hard hours and whenever she would come home to find Erik there she wouldn’t feel up to doing anything sexually. He was always on the move and she was always at work back in NYC. A strain between them both began to form. 

Erik didn’t fuss much about it, knowing how demanding his job is but whenever London felt a certain way about their situation he would let her vent to him, rubbing his baby girl’s back, kissing her gently, whispering reassurance to her; that things are going to get better; that she should leave her job and stay home. As easy as all of that sounded, London couldn’t bring herself to leave all that she worked so hard for behind her. To top it all off, London is a strong, independent woman who has done almost everything herself before Erik walked into her life. Yeah, he’s her daddy, but sitting at home waiting on his FaceTime call, his text, or to even simply hear his voice wasn’t enough. Also, she had to keep in mind that the future isn’t promised for the both of them. If things didn’t work out, London would be on her own again. The lack of sexual attention was indeed driving London crazy. Taking baths alone turned into London using her waterproof rabbit vibe or the faucet to make her cum. Other times she would mount her suction cup dildo that is an exact mold of Erik’s dick on the edge of the tub to ride. If she couldn’t have daddy’s long, thick, veiny black dick, then the toy would just have to make up for that when he’s not around. 

London snatched the silk duvet from her body before walking to the master bathroom. With the lights on, London turned to stare at her reflection through the backlit vanity mirror. London gently touched one of the taps twice, the warm water flowing out and into the single copper basin of the bathroom sink. Cupping her hands, the white iced out diamond Cuban link 10k yellow gold bracelet on her right wrist twinkling beneath the lights, London watches with drowsy eyes as the water fills in her hands. A few times, London rinses her face with the warm water to calm herself down so she can go back to sleep peacefully without tossing and turning. Lifting her face from the sink basin, eyes closed because of the water dripping from her face, London blindly grabs a folded black cotton facial towel with gold trimming. She dabs her face, taking in the clean and soft fresh linen smell. 

“Why are you up so late?”

London blanched, when Erik startled her with his large hands grabbing at her waist from the back. To this day, London still wasn’t used to Erik’s stealth. His feet are like feathers hitting the floor. London is wearing a black Sheer Marabou Romper that has a cinched waist, fluffy feathery trim, and thin straps. One thing Erik loves to see her in any chance he got was lingerie or nothing at all. Looking up into the vanity, London took in Erik’s appearance. He’s wearing his usual all black from head to toe; black cable knit long sleeve top that clung to his hulking frame and black drop crotch destroyed jeans. The layered diamond tennis chains around his neck matched the bracelet on London’s wrist and the Rolex on his left wrist with its diamond bezel didn’t go unnoticed either. 

“I couldn’t sleep, it’s been that way for the past few weeks,” London rubs his strong hands with thick fingers around her waist, “How was this job?”

“Unnecessary, but I have another two million in my bank account so I can’t complain,” Erik’s thick lips circled London’s exposed neck, “You can’t sleep because of me, huh?”

“I’m used to you being next to me, yes, but I know you’re so busy,” London turns to face Erik. His hair from the dim lights of the bathroom looked almost raven, dreads messily resting against his forehead. London’s hands reach out to stroke his tapered waistline. She could feel all of the tiny raised scars beneath her manicured nails the more she lightly scratched him. 

“I’ve been getting calls for jobs left and right. Nothing else matters when I’m with you...I miss my baby,” Erik’s hand makes its way to London’s copper hair, slicking back the pressed out strands from her face before placing some behind her ears, “Haven’t been giving you the attention you need, and then you’re wearing my favorite too, probably waiting for me to come home and properly take it off of you.” 

“Properly taking my clothes off for you is ripping them to pieces,” London giggles before lifting to her tiptoes to kiss Erik’s thick, moist lips, “Why don’t you take a shower so we can lay in bed, I want you to wrap your arms around me,” London rubs Erik’s biceps. 

“Aight, ma, let me take a quick shower and I’ll meet you in bed,” Erik traced the pout of London’s bottom lip before giving her another kiss with a little bit of tongue. 

London walked back to the bedroom, pulling the silk duvet back and climbing back into bed. She propped herself up on her side to watch Erik undress. The standing shower system they have was London’s favorite. It has a square shower head with LED, remote-controlled LED, a detachable hand shower if you wanted to use it, and a thermostatic touch panel mixer with a digital display. The Rainfall mode made London experience the pleasure of a warm summer rain in her own bathroom. Her body was so tired but she couldn’t stop staring at him as he stripped out of each piece of clothing. Erik’s sinewy physique is so defined and well-built, so much so that you can even tell through his clothing. The raised marks on his torso, arms, and back caused her pierced nipples to grow taut as if she could feel his body rubbing against hers. 

Stepping into the shower, Erik puts it on Rainfall mode before standing directly under the square shower head. As the water sprouted from the shower head it trickled over Erik’s body making lazy patterns. He grabs for his favorite peppermint and eucalyptus body wash with a soap sponge to clean himself. He must have known that London was watching him because his ridiculously big dick was swaying back and forth with each movement of his body. London hasn’t had that big black dick in her for at least a few weeks now. When she first saw that fat dick in person she was sure she wouldn’t be able to take it. All that dick you’ll end up with no walls, tangled intestines, and half a stomach. She paid close attention to the way Erik grabbed his dick at the base, bringing it up against his lower abdomen to wash his balls. That heavy nut sack on him had her drooling. It had to have been almost 5 AM now. She was going to be extremely tired at work. 

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London arrived to work thirty minutes late with her daily homemade green smoothie in hand. She’s wearing a charcoal grey pencil skirt with a silk black top and black So Kate pumps on her feet. Her copper hair is swept to the side and bouncing with each step she took. When London woke up Erik wasn’t on his side of the bed. After freshening up and getting dressed, London went looking for him and found him in his weapons room unloading a few rounds to test out the new artillery. She didn’t want to disturb him too much so she gave him a quick kiss before leaving him alone until she made it back home. London walks past the rounded glass top receptionist desk before pushing open the commercial double glass doors to her work area. 

Having her own office means peace and quiet now. London gave some of her coworkers tight lipped smiles before entering her work space, allowing the frosted glass door to close behind her. 888 Seventh Avenue provided magnificent views of Central Park and the Manhattan skyline. London takes a seat at her modern black wood executive desk with a Mac desktop computer and other office supplies. She has two meetings to attend and one will be starting within the next hour. London checks her work email for any important information from clients while sipping her green smoothie. Time trickled by slowly and London hadn’t noticed that Erik had called her a few times. After receiving a reminder about the meeting via company email, London checks her phone. Erik sent her a voice message which was rather unlike him. London listens despite her confusion. 

“Hey what’s up, baby, how are you doing? I didn’t get a chance to really talk to you this morning since the new artillery came in, but...I’m sitting here just thinking about you and baby... I just want to see your face. Can you send me a picture or a video of yourself? I miss that pretty face….” he paused for a second, “I’m not gonna lie, ma...I’m feeling some type of way because I’m sitting here just thinking about you...thinking about tasting you...thinking about the other night when you watched me take a shower before you fell asleep…” Erik exhaled, “I miss that wet pussy, baby...I know that shit was wet last night...like goddamn...I know you’re panties had to be soaked, shit.” 

London was seated on the edge of her seat while her free hand gripped the handle of her seat. She couldn’t believe he was saying this to her in her voicemail. She instantly needed her man. 

“I’m saying...I’m not complaining at all because I love that wet ass pussy on my face and in my fucking mouth...grinding that pussy across my lips and my beard...Still tasting your pussy juices on my mustache...I wanna suck on that clit...that shit make you so goddamn wet, girl...spread them fat pussy lips and slowly guide my tongue up and down...up and down...fuck,” Erik hisses, “I miss that pussy gripping my fingers...you like that shit don’t you? Daddy’s fingers in your tight little pussy? Goddamn...fuck that I want you to take a picture of how wet your pussy is right now...yeah, I know that’s a little naughty but I know you’re my nasty little girl so you’ll do that shit anyway, right? I’ll spank that ass if you don’t send me a fucking pic, girl...I’ll spank that ass just how I do when I’m busting that pussy open from the back…”

London closed her eyes, praying to god that she would go through the rest of her day after this voicemail. She’s definitely wet alright; fucking soaked. If London pulled her panties to the side right now it would probably reveal a sticky, slimy mess. He had to be beating that fat ass dick right now. 

“Man...now you got me wanting to fuck the shit out of you, London...put my hands on your hips and start off nice and slow in that pussy...shit, we both know that pussy good...puss will have me busting a fat nut so fast...hell nah, girl…” Erik’s voice lowered over the phone to a whisper that ran down London’s spine and straight to her clit, “I just want you to know how good that pussy tastes and feels baby...pussy so fucking good...I love when you say don’t stop daddy, you know daddy ain’t stopping for nothing. Daddy got something long and thick for your ass…and I want that fat pussy in my mouth…”

The voicemail had ended two minutes ago but London was so frozen with shock that she couldn’t move enough to close her mouth. She finally removed the phone from her ear before checking to see that no one was watching. They couldn’t anyway because of the frosted glass doors but London wanted to be absolutely certain. Scooting back in her black Sterling Leather Executive Chair, London gathers the bottom of her skirt, bringing it up and around her waist. London brings her left hand down between her legs to pull the crotch of her panties to the side. She scoots to the edge of the chair so her pussy is sitting nice a plump for a perfect picture. Grabbing her cell phone, London activates her camera from her lock screen, turning it to selfie mode before aiming it as best as she could to achieve a good angle so he can see everything. London takes a few pictures, one with her lips sitting nice and fat and the other with her lips spread so that he can see how hard and poked out her clit is and how much of her creamy wetness spilled from her pussy. 

“There you go daddy,” London says before sending it off to Erik. She wasn’t happy at all that she had to leave for her meeting. London brings all the necessary material for the meeting before exiting her office for the conference room. When she entered the conference room, everyone was already in their usual spots so London quickly found hers near the front right across from the manager of CSOC, Linda Yeager. 

“Goodmorning, London, do you have the contingency plans packet for the meeting today?” 

London’s eyes swept over Linda’s appearance. Linda has her long strawberry blonde hair pulled back into a low ponytail and a navy blue women’s suit on with a white blouse underneath. Her veneer smile is wide and similar to that of a horse and her thin lips are painted red to bring out the heavy makeup look she went for today. 

“Yes,” London opens her portfolio, handing Linda the packet that she created yesterday, “I made sure that everyone received a new one before today.” 

“Excellent,” Linda stands from her seat before making her way to a podium situated in front of the conference room, “Okay...Good Morning everyone! I know today is going to be yet another stress-filled one but we all know this is a necessity,” Linda pulls out a laser pointer, aiming it at the presentation behind her, “Today we will be discussing contingency plans that the company will implement in case of a successful attack. Since cyber attackers are constantly using new tools and strategies, cyber security analysts, such as yourself, need to stay informed about the weapons out there to mount a strong defense.”

Linda went on and on for about an hour before everyone was dismissed to assist with clients to keep intruders, attackers or hackers out of networks in order to protect digital files and information systems against unauthorized access. London made it back to her office with a bottle of Fiji water, taking her seat again. Before she started any type of work, London grabs her phone from her desk drawer because she knew Erik had a response for what she sent him. Sure enough, he left her yet another voicemail. London prepared herself for a lustful ear full. 

“Baby...fuck...I just wanna eat that pussy up...I might have to come see you for lunch today...Goddamn...mmmhhh...you know eating pussy is my shit, right? Ima tear that creamy pussy up, girl...make love to that pussy with my fucking tongue...put that whole pussy in my mouth...mmmh…damn, I wish I could eat that...Look at the lips on this pretty motherfucker.. gawd dayum! I’d slurp the hell out of them lips...call me back...call me the fuck back, London.” 

London calls Erik back with no hesitation. She could feel her heartbeat in her throat almost with the amount of anticipation running through her veins. 

“London...can daddy come eat that suckable pussy for lunch?” That was his greeting as soon as he picked up. 

“In my car? baby, you know it’s an open lot...people will see,” London says with a sultry voice. 

“London... I’m tryna eat that pussy… you gon’ make me wait?” 

“I can try to get home sooner...that way, you can eat my pussy all day if you want to.” London’s tongue dragged across her upper lip, “it’s been a while, I know you miss this pretty pussy.” 

“Yeah?” Erik says, “All day baby?”

“Uh-huh, all day...any way you like…”

“That’s a mouth full of pussy ima need a lot of time to eat that shit up,” Erik chuckles, “I guess that will be dinner then, swallow all that pussy juice and slurp up that clit, yeah?” 

London ran her pink and white ombré acrylics through her copper hair. She could feel her clit poking against the crotch of her panties and her pierced nipples stiffen behind her silk top. She wanted Erik to suck on her nipples so damn bad that she thrust her chest forward like his wet mouth was wide open and waiting. London is a B cup so she could easily go without a bra. She wished she would have now because her nipples are rubbing against the silk of her shirt. They are so damn hard. 

“Ima be face first in that ass as soon as you walk through the door, London.” 

“I know, baby,” London spoke softly while using a single finger to circle her taut left pierced nipple. 

“Yes, sit that fat pussy on my face.” 

“Daddy, I gotta go,” London’s voice didn’t match her words. 

“Aight...just Gon’ leave me drooling all over myself until you get home, huh?” 

“I’m sorry, daddy.”

London knew Erik had to be fiending since they haven’t had sex in over two weeks. He would have another job lined up soon and from his words and the harsh, uneven sound of his voice, that told London everything she needed to know. Erik needed her. Part of it made London feel guilty because there were times when he would simply watch her masturbate in the tub. He would sit on the toilet after coming home from a job, his body just as tired. London would be in the jacuzzi whirlpool tub, her waterproof rabbit vibe going to town on her clit beneath the water. She didn’t mind him watching her, he didn’t even complain about her pleasuring herself instead of letting him do it. No, Erik would simply sit there with this sexy, devilish grin on his face, his eyes all low and seductive while they peered through the soapy water to take a look at how she worked that vibrator over her clit. 

That’s it baby..make that pussy cum

Mhm, good girl...you making that fat kitty cum, baby?

Then, there were the times he walked in on her riding her dildo in the shower with it mounted to the wall. These times she hadn’t expected him to be home so soon. His sudden appearance would make her feel timid to finish but Erik would insist that she continue because he really wanted to watch her. He would stand outside of the shower, his eyes focused on the way the dildo that’s an exact mold of his dick would slide in and out of her creamy pussy. The look on her face is so beautiful while she fucked herself. She just looks so helpless and useless with each stroke. Water mixed with her creamy mess would drizzle down her inner thighs with each stroke and it made his dick chub up real fast but he didn’t intervene. He knew he wasn’t around often to take care of his baby girl, she deserved to play in her pussy. 

You’re opening that pussy up beautifully, baby

Definitely A Greedy Pussy Indeed. I Love It. 

His words made her cum in an instant. 

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[ Greetings Killmonger…..]

Erik heard the alert from his personal work computer all the way from the bathroom. He walked into his master bedroom with water still trickling from his body and a towel wrapped around his hips. His office was just in the other room where his laptop was located. He walked up to the laptop, tapped a series of keys and his Oracle message popped up in green letters with a black background that reminded him of the Matrix. 

“Oracle,” Erik spoke lazily before taking a seat at his desk, “another mission?”

 [Yes...do you accept the mission? ]

“...yes,” He says while stroking his goatee, “Lay out the details.” 

[ Russia’s ambassador to Turkey named Andrey G. Karlov is supposed to be attending an art exhibit two weeks from now on Monday in Ankara, the capital of Turkey. Your assignment is to get to him and kill him before he reaches the art exhibit. We can’t have any witnesses. This job will require special gear and technology. We will provide a black Ducati sports bike and you have a suite booked at the JW Marriott Hotel Ankara. If the mission is successful, 3.5 million will be wired to your offshore bank account in Belize. ]

“Sounds legit...send me all the information I need on Karlov along with my hotel and I’ll be ready.” 

[ Excellent. Happy killing Mr. Killmonger….]

His laptop screen blacked out which meant that whatever information that was previously mentioned would be deleted without a trace. Erik has two weeks to prepare for his next job. He trained all day to keep up with his skills. It’s never a good look to take too much relaxation time. Standing from his desk chair, Erik makes his way into his master bedroom to rub his body down with cocoa butter body oil and slip on a pair of lounge pants. The body oil softened and conditioned his body perfectly. He slipped on a pair of black joggers and walked to the bathroom to finish his facial routine. Erik believes in taking care of himself, in a balanced diet, and in a rigorous exercise routine. Erik applies an herb mint facial masque which he leaves on for ten minutes while he prepares the rest of his facial routine. After rinsing the mask, Erik applies a moisturizer, some under-eye balm to help alleviate the dark circles forming, then finally, he sets it with a protective lotion. 

Back within his bedroom, staring out at Midtown through one of his wide, ceiling to floor windows, Erik realizes that London couldn’t make it home earlier like she promised. After their call ended, Erik decided to train so he could clear his head. He did his usual routine that involves jackknife crunches, crucifix push-ups, single leg burpees, jumping lunges, and other workouts. Then, Erik trained a little in combat; your fighting skills can always be improved. To end it, Erik let off a few rounds from his new Smith & Wesson pistol with a crimson trace sight. Erik walks down the modern stairs that ended within a corridor. He made his way towards the kitchen, turning on the lights and opening the fridge. Grabbing a box of leftover egg foo young, he places it within the microwave for 2 minutes. The front entrance to the penthouse opened and from the surveillance cameras in the kitchen Erik can see London removing her pumps before walking barefoot further into the penthouse. 

“Hey, baby,” her silvery voice soothed his ears, “I’m sorry I didn’t make it home earlier, today was yet another busy day...what are you heating in the microwave?” 

“It’s okay, I figured you were tied up,” Erik opens the microwave, grabbing the hot takeout container filled with shrimp egg foo young smothered in extra gravy, “Some Chinese I never ate yesterday, you wanna share?” 

“Yes,” London places her black Louis Vuitton tote bag on the galaxy storm granite countertop of their kitchen island before taking a seat on one of the stools. She finger combed her blunt cut bouncy copper hair away from her face while Erik grabbed two forks for them and after that two water bottles. He sat across from her before passing her a fork. London hissed from how hot the food was against her tongue before blowing it rapidly.

“Mmm...I haven’t had egg foo young in so long,” she licked her fork before going for more. 

“How was work?” Erik asks between chewing his food.

“It was alright, I’m exhausted,” London rubs her neck with her free hand, “How was your day?”

“Productive, did some training most of the time. I got an alert from my Oracle for a new job.” 

“...oh, yeah?” London swallows her food, hoping that her eyes didn’t read disappointment, “I figured it would be happening soon. When is it?”

“Within the next two weeks. It’s a big job so I gotta do some research over the next few days…” Erik reaches across the counter to rub London’s chin, “Hey...it’s two weeks from now. You got me for two weeks before I go away.”

London played with a piece of egg with her fork, “I know...I just get really lonely when you’re not with me, daddy.” 

“You sure about that? Still using the dildo I bought you?” Erik gave London a lopsided grin. 

“I am...but there’s nothing like daddy’s dick,” London laughs, before yawning, “I didn’t get any sleep last night.” 

“If you weren’t watching me take a shower and rub down with my body oil you would have,” Erik teased. 

“It’s your damn fault, you’re so sexy,” London strokes a single vein on Erik’s left hand with her pink and white ombré acrylic nail. 

“You know what I want, right?” Erik drags his tongue across the corner of the inside of his mouth to catch some food, causing a single dimple to form in his other cheek.

“Yes, let me shower first and I’m all yours,” London takes one final piece of egg foo young before grabbing her tote bag, walking around the kitchen counter to kiss Erik’s lips before walking away. Erik finished off the food before trashing it. He drank his water before tossing the bottle in recycling. Upstairs now, London is already out of the shower, her naked body seen walking into her walk-in closet to find something to sleep in. Erik brushes his teeth before joining her in the walk-in closet. London is wearing a sheer babydoll with berry-red trimming. 

“I got you something,” Erik says while walking up behind her. He picked it up in Miami for her. Reaching inside one of London’s many drawers, he pulls out a Cartier box. Erik presses his crotch against London’s curvy backside while leaning over her shoulder. London watches him open the box to reveal a stunning 18k white gold necklace with 264 brilliant cut diamonds. London’s topaz eyes locked with Erik’s onyx ones. They twinkled and it made him smile. He grabs the necklace, opening the clasp before placing it around her neck. London touches it with her delicate fingers. Erik’s thick lips lightly kiss the baby-soft skin of her cheek. 

“You look good in diamonds, girl,” He whispers to her before kissing along her neck, “icy just like your daddy.” 

“Thank you, daddy,” London fought for oxygen when Erik’s hands began to lift the bottom of her baby doll up. 

“Come sit on daddy’s face,” His nose was in her hair smelling the strands. Erik strolled back to the bedroom, laying back on the bed. London follows him, crawling onto the bed between his wide legs before climbing onto his lap to straddle him reverse cowgirl. Erik lifts the bottom of the baby doll completely up and around her waist to reveal her dangling fat pussy from behind. He takes his thumb to rub her protruding clit and labia that sat stunningly between her fat pussy lips. Lifting his thumb away, a slimy string of her fluids connected with it. Erik sucks it off before grabbing London by her thighs, roughly scooting her back towards him so that her pussy hovered over his lips. 

“Mmm, I miss this fat pussy,” Erik brings his lips to her pussy. He starts off by placing soft, lingering kisses that caused her to let out little gasps. Erik continues kissing her outer lips until her hips start oscillating back and forth. 

“Calm down, girl, daddy got you,” Erik spreads her pussy lips to reveal her cotton candy pink center, “had me wishing I could eat this pussy all day and I finally got it in my face,” Erik’s tongue poked out and he delivered stiff licks around her protruding clit. Erik could see her pussy contract with each lick and a single stream of slippery lubrication drip down to her labia. Erik dragged his thick bottom lip up to catch the fluid before sucking her labia into his mouth. His eyes closed one at a time after he got a taste of what he hadn’t tasted in two weeks. That sweet puss. 

“Yes, daddy,” London’s toes curled, “Fuck, baybeee.” 

Her drippy pussy was evidence that it missed his tongue among other things. 

“Sweet, tasty, pussy...sit on my face, London...THAT'S it…yeah, baby,” he groans, “Yummy pussy,” He sounded out longingly with a deep, alluring voice.

Erik loved spreading London’s lips with his tongue and tasting the warm sweet juices from her pussy. He loves when she puts her pussy on his face and rides his tongue. The loud smacking sounds from his slurping and licking mixed with London’s quickening breaths were sounds unheard of in two weeks. The way she was dripping in his mouth she was ready for his big black dick but all Erik wanted to do was eat. Both holes honestly. Erik wets a finger with his spit before sticking it in London’s tight, virgin booty hole. He was gonna get in that tight ass one day but for now he simply pushed his thick finger inside. It was so tight that it sucked his finger in. 

“Oooh, shit,” Erik says while watching his finger stroke London’s booty hole, “That ass is tighter than a motherfucker...you gon’ let me get in that ass?”

“I don’t know, daddy...fuck,” London looks back at Erik while he finger fucked her booty hole, “Damn, daddy, oh, my God…”

“I said, you gon’ let me get in that ass with this fat fucking dick?”

“Daddy it’s too big-

“If you’re used to this you’ll be used to my dick in no time, baby...taking that shit beautifully,” He wraps his lips around her clit and starts sucking. 

“Oh my God, daddy, that’s my spot,” London started speaking in tongues, “Yes, baby, suck on my pussy…”

Erik brings a finger from his other hand to slip inside of London’s pussy. The soft, fleshy ridges of her walls massaged his finger. He found her G spot and started massaging it with the pad of his finger. Erik started loudly sucking on London’s pussy and licking it sloppy with a lot of spit in between. Each time he licked London could feel his tongue print still lingering. 

“I’m gonna cum,” London says when she could feel her entire body spasm, “Daddy I’m cumming.” 

Erik continued sucking her clit, fingering her creamy pussy, and fingering her tight ass. He was working the hell out of her pussy that London almost collapsed. 

“You’re making my pussy cum,” Her voice grew louder, “Oh my God!!!!!” London started throwing her ass back, fucking Erik’s fingers before she started leaking all over his face. Her milky white orgasm covered his facial hair and lips. 

“Yes, daddy,” London became overstimulated and lifted her body from Erik’s. She fell back on the bed beside him, stroking her hair from her sweaty face. 

“I’m not finished...you said I could have it all I want, right?” Erik spreads London’s thighs before leaning over her body with a hankering desire. His tongue wiggles all over her pussy with exhilarating speed that strokes her clit in the right spot. London’s hips began to lift off of the bed but Erik held her in place. After licking it a few more times he went right back to slurping her up but this time he did it with fervor. Each suck came with a deep grunt. He was enjoying the hell out of her pussy on his mouth. He had London screaming his name. Erik was telling her through every suck and lick that this was his pussy and that she better cum in his fucking mouth. 

“Unnffttt!!!!!” London moaned out repeatedly. She yanked Erik’s tapered dreads, “eat this fucking pussy,” London rolled her hips, driving her pussy in Erik’s mouth, “yesssss ima cum in your mouth so fucking hard keep doing that.” 

Erik started sucking on London’s clit while swiveling his head back and forth. He was loving that pussy. 

“Suck on my pussy...suck on my pussy...sucking on my pussy…” London’s mouth unhinges, “Oh, yes, right there, ooooohh, DON'T stop...Yep...right there, daddy, uh-huh...uh-huh...uh-huh...FUCK YES...you’re making your pussy cum...FUCK!”

London fisted Erik’s hair as she climaxed in his mouth. 

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The next day, London awoke to the sound of her alarm at 7:00 AM. She turned it off, sitting up in bed. Blinking her tired eyes, London rubbed her inner thighs together, feeling her pussy juices gathering in a puddle. She’s still wet from the repeated head she received from Erik last night. He ate her pussy three times before she fell asleep next to him then he woke her up at 2:00 AM with her clit in his mouth again. Spreading her thighs, London could see that her clit is still stiff and her inner folds are still engorged with arousal. The bed shifted behind her and London turned to find Erik stretching his built arms above his head. He blinked at her with low eyes before giving her a lazy smile.

“Good morning, baby,” Erik spoke before yawning, “You’re leaving me again, Princess?” 

“Duty calls,” London stood from the bed giving Erik a tantalizing view of her slim-thick frame. She leaned over the bed to kiss Erik nice and gentle, “I’ll miss you.” 

“Stay home,” Erik looked up at her through his long lashes, “We got some making up to do, girl...I ain’t have that puss in two weeks...we got some making up to do.” 

“I know, I know,” London was pulled down into the bed with Erik, “Daddy-

“Hush, Princess,” Erik’s hand made its way between her thighs, “That fat puss is still wet.” 

“Umph,” London shielded her face in Erik’s neck. 

“Nah, look at what I’m doing...London,” Erik yanked her hair, forcing her to focus on him, “LOOK.” 

Her eyes widened at his barbaric tone. The rough edge made her shiver. London’s eyes watched as Erik used two fingers to rub her clit side to side. 

“Mhm, I got that puss,” He bites her jaw, causing her to squeal, “Damn, that clit stiff...you going to work and leaving daddy home to take care of this fat ass dick by himself? Hmm?”

“Erik,” She could feel herself leaking all over his hand, “Daddy stop...I gotta go to work...fuck,” Erik pushed three fingers inside of her, “Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.” 

“Princess, I plan on hitting this pussy from every angle imaginable,” Erik whispered to her before giving her sloppy kisses on her neck, “cum on my fingers, girl, you know you want to.” 

“Umph, Yes-

“I see you girl…FUCK,” Erik aggressively bites his bottom lip while he watched London cream his fingers, “Thats a good pussy, baby...such a good girl,” Erik’s fingers slip out to smack her pussy. London jumps from his lap while squeezing her thighs tight. 

“I’m gonna go take a sh-shower,” London lets out an unsteady breath while watching Erik suck her juices from his fingers. 

“Go ahead, Princess, I’ll see you in there.” 

London grabs her silk bonnet and shower cap before walking into the master bathroom. With her out of the room now, Erik grabs his cell to call London’s job. On the third ring, the receptionist picks up. 

“Thanks for calling, CSOC, this is Taylor Bianchi, how can I direct you?” 

“Hi, can I speak to Linda Yeager, please? This is Erik Stevens, a long time client of CSOC.” His eyes fall on London lathering up her soap sponge with her body wash. 

“Okay, I’ll transfer your call.”

The line clicks over and there is a brief pause before Erik could hear the phone being picked up and Linda clearing her throat. 

“Erik! How are you? Is everything alright?” 

“Yeah, everything is fine...I’m calling about London...listen, I’m requesting that she has a few days off. She’s exhausted and London needs to rest her mind and her body. With her being Lead Analyst now it’s taken a heavy load on her.”

“I understand,” Linda sighs, “I wish she would have told me she needs time off, it’s never a problem. Of course, London can take however long she needs.” 

“Thank you, Linda, I’ll let her know her vacation starts today.” Erik hangs up his cell before tossing the silk duvet back. He takes off his black joggers before walking naked to the bathroom. London has just finished washing herself a second time and now she is rinsing off. Erik opens the glass shower door, stepping inside the steamy shower, “Finished without me?” 

“Sorry, baby, I have to go to work, I’m already gonna be late.”

“Nah,” Erik closes the shower door, “I called your job, you won’t be going to work for the rest of the week.” 

“Huh?” London says with a perplexed expression.

“I requested for you to be off. Linda said it was okay.” 

“Babe…” London blushes, “You did that for me?”

“You know I got you, Princess. We can use all this time to fuck as much as we want...and I’m gonna fuck you good,” Erik approaches her with a gait that had her week in the knees.

“Okay...it’s been a minute…” London was backed into a corner, “All I’ve known is my vibe and dildo…”

“Aww, I know,” Erik takes his thumbs to twirl her pierced nipples, “That’s why I gotta remind you how daddy does it...dig that pussy out.” 

Erik snatches London’s bonnet and shower cap from her head before picking her up, walking with her until their bodies are beneath the squared shower head. Erik’s long dick began to thicken up beneath her pussy. He stuck his tongue down her throat, kissing her roughly while gripping her ass. London braced herself by wrapping her arms around Erik’s shoulders. From her lips, Erik’s kisses were on her neck now right along with his teeth leaving marks. He was so hungry for her, not even a grizzly bear could stop him from getting all of London. 

“You want daddy to fuck you in this shower?” Erik sucked on her bottom lip. 

“Please, daddy, can you fuck me in the shower?”

“You know how to ask daddy for what you want...good girl,” Erik used a little force to push London’s back against the shower wall. She sucked in a sharp breath, before raising a single brow at him. He was being rough with her. 

“Being rough with me, daddy?” She questioned sweetly because she knew that drove him crazy, “It’s okay…I know you need this pussy.” 

“You’re fucking right,” Erik growled before his mouth made its way to her erect pierced nipples, “This pussy hasn’t stained my dick in two fucking weeks...that’s way too long for me, girl...you know daddy gotta have this pussy any fucking chance I get,” With one hand, Erik places it around London’s neck, “those eyes are so sexy, baby...you better look at me just like that when I fuck this pussy,” Erik grinds his dick up against London’s pussy, “and when I cum on that pretty face.” 

“Anything, daddy, just fuck me,” London tried grabbing his dick but Erik’s hand around her neck grew tighter.

“Is that how you ask for this fucking dick? Try again,” Erik spoke through clenched teeth. 

“Can daddy fuck my little pussy, please?” London asked with a pout of her lips. 

Erik smiles devilishly, “Yeah...daddy can fuck that little Princess pussy.” 

With short, heated gasps, London watched Erik grab hold of his dick with the hand that was around her neck, rubbing it back and forth over her clit. It didn’t matter how much water covered their bodies from head to toe, London’s pussy is still drenched with her slickness. Erik strokes his dick against London’s entrance before pushing in just the tip, purposely stopping so he could watch the helpless expression on her face. 

“Yeah,” he spoke smugly, “And that’s just the tip, baby,” Erik pushes in some more with just his hips, “Damn...clenching up already? You know how this dick can be,” Erik continues without stopping this time before licking away a single tear from her face, “you know daddy gets in there, ma...this shit ain’t new.” 

“Damn,” London hisses, “You got my pussy opened up, daddy.”

“And you got my dick tickling your cervix,” Erik pulls all the way to his wide tip before pushing back inside deeply, “Like how I pull it all the way out? Huh?”

London could only nod her head.

“I asked you a fucking question, Princess,” Erik does it again. His thick, long, curved dick pushed back inside. London’s pussy is so warm and wet that it made his ass cheeks clench. 

“What the fuck did I say?” He barked out.

“If I like the way you pull it all the way out,” London’s lower lip trembled between moans. 

“Pull what out?” He asked her with narrow eyes.

“This big ass dick,” London’s head extended back, “This shit is hitting the bottom of my pussy.”

“Mhm,” Erik angles London’s hips with both of his strong hands, “That’s what the fuck I’m talking about,” He picks up speed, London’s hips loudly smacking against his, “This what you kept from me?” 

“Yes!!” London’s eyes never left his, “God...you’re stretching me.”

Their tongues flicked wildly before Erik pressed his forehead against hers. He was still watching her, his hands moving her hips in a circle while he stroked her pussy long dick style. 

“Unfff, if you keep doing that- daddy, shit,” London pouts, “Daddy it’s deep.” 

Erik wasn’t listening, he was too busy moving her hips in a multitude of angels just so his dick could reach every single part of her pussy from her walls, to her cervix, to her G spot, and then her A spot. Warm, liquid leaked from her pussy and it made Erik smile handsomely at her. 

“I got this fat pussy squirting,” Erik starts banging London’s pussy out harder, “Ima make you do that shit again...UH-HUH…nut on this fucking dick.” 

With a silent scream and her feet nudging against Erik’s back from his forceful thrusts, London gave him exactly what he wanted. Erik’s dick left her pussy and he put her down. London has to brace the wall because her knees are wobbling.

“Get down on your knees and clean this daddy dick off.” 

London was on her knees, grabbing Erik’s balls with one hand while wrapping her plump lips around the tip of his dick with just the power of her jaw muscles. 

“You better suck it good too or I’ma tear that throat up,” Erik bites his bottom lip down at London. He runs his fingers through her loose curly strands, “feeding my pretty baby some dick...see? You needed that, right?”

“Mhm,” London hums whole slurping on Erik’s dick. She had to work extra hard since his dick hadn’t been in her mouth for two weeks. She worked her jaws overtime and her head moved in a circular motion. 

“You’re such a good girl,” Erik licks his lips before leaning over, spitting on his dick. He watched London lick and suck his saliva into her mouth. 

“You sucking this dick, girl, mm,” Erik shakes his head, “You want me to unload down your throat?”

London responded with puppy dog eyes and a harder suck. Erik thrusts his hips forward suddenly, causing London to gag. She removed her mouth from his dick to take a breath but Erik grabs a fist full of her wet hair, making her look at him, “Did I tell you to stop?! You know this dick is long, girl,” Erik slapped his dick against her cheek, “Open your fucking mouth, Princess.”

London opens wide and Erik didn’t waste anytime getting back inside. His head went back while he uses London’s mouth like a pussy and started fucking her throat. London’s nails clawed his thighs. 

“Told you I had something for little ass girls like you who keep running from dick...don’t stop eating that dick up, Princess.” 

“Mmm...mmmhmm,” London blinked away her growing tears, striving to finish until his cum was down her throat. 

“I need it nice and sloppy like this. Make a mess like the good girl you are. You look so sexy when you get nasty,” Erik says between London’s sucking, “Yes baby...mmmh...fuuuckkk...make it nasty, baby, that’s it,” Erik’s face fixed into a mug, “Ughhhhhh fuuuckkkkkk, don’t ever stop sucking baby girl, make daddy bust a nut...ughhhhhhh…yes, empty me...mmmm...here it comes baby... getting the job done just drain your daddy and you never have to worry about anything...FUCK YES,” Erik’s entire body spasmed out of control. He gripped the back of London’s head before erupting deep down her throat. London welcomes her gift graciously with a flickering tongue. It was a lot of cum, definitely overdue. 

“Good girl,” Erik says between ragged gasps. 

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After their shower, London and Erik had a nice breakfast that Erik prepared. Veggie omelette, turkey sausage, and a side of shrimp with cheesy grits. London did a bit of yoga, something she hadn’t done in a long while. Erik cleaned up before joining London in their personal gym for a morning workout. Erik couldn’t keep his eyes off of London stretching her body. After taking yet another long shower, London and Erik lounged around well into the early afternoon in complete nudity. Erik was supposed to start his research for his new mission but that wasn’t going to happen with the way London’s nude body was calling him. They were sitting in the living room, laid back on their luxury leather sectional sofa, music playing from the installed surround sound system. 

London couldn’t keep her eyes off of Erik’s dick sitting heavy between his toned thighs. Unable to control the urge to slurp his thick pipe into her mouth, London leans over Erik’s lap, grabbing his dick in her hand, slapping it against her tongue, and then all in one motion, his dick was back in her mouth. London arched her back, her ass sitting high in the air now for Erik to reach over and slap whenever he felt like it. She massaged his nut sack while swallowing her man’s fat dick. He loved to see her with a mouth full of his meat. All he could do was simply shake his head at her. Before he needed to remind her, London’s topaz eyes connected with his and that’s when his dick swelled to cum inspiring proportions in her throat and unloaded a fat nut that she worked for. 

“There you go,” Erik studied the way his balls tightened, “Got my nuts tight, girl, get up here.” 

London climbed into Erik’s lap, squatting over him while bracing herself on the back of the couch. 

“Nah, fuck that, grab daddy’s dick and put it in that sweet little pussy so I can fuck the shit out of you.” 

London reaches between her legs, grabs Erik’s dick, and lines it up with her snug entrance. She gyrated her hips over him before lowering herself onto his third leg. 

“Mmmm,” She locked eyes with him, “Big-ass-dick.” She tells him, even though he already knew that. 

“Tight-ass-pussy,” Erik’s thick lips practically swallowed London's, the more he devoured her with his kisses. His saliva laden tongue battled for dominance in her mouth the more he kissed. London was like putty in his arms. London didn’t see it coming when Erik’s hips elevated from the couch to fuck her. His balls slapped her on the ass with each heavy, gut-filling stroke. Her thighs shook and her toes were beginning to sweat from the hot leather. 

“Oh, shit,” Her lower abdomen clenched, “It’s deep…”

“Move your hands,” Erik ordered when London’s hands came down to press against his thighs to try and slow him up, “Move your fucking hands, London.”

“Daddy, nooooo,” She whimpered.

“Shut that shit up,” He wrenched her hands away from his thighs, “grip my shoulders...that’s it, girl,” Erik went back to fucking the shit out of her wet pussy, “I got this pussy gushing all over me and you want me to stop? You better take this big black dick...all I wanna hear is you moaning and saying how much you love daddy’s big dick, nothing else,” Erik tore his eyes away for a second so he could watch her cream his dick, “I’m beating this pussy up...shut that crying up, London.” 

“Yessssss,” London chokes up, “Daddy, pleaseeee-

“Please? Please what?” Erik wrapped his arms around London’s body, holding her in place so he could work her pussy some more, “Please what? Huh?!”

“YES!!” London buried her face in the crook of Erik’s neck. She could feel a warm sensation overpower her body and then she froze. Erik’s dick was covered in her cream all the way down to his balls. 

“Just making a mess on me, huh?” Erik sucks on London’s neck, “Daddy likes that shit...come here,” Erik lifts her from his lap. He stood up with his dick dripping cum, turning London over and arching her back. 

“Mm-mm, keep that arch,” Erik strokes his messy pipe, “Push them shoulders down...good girl,” Erik slaps London’s clit a few times before he enters her with a long exhale, “Good fucking pussy...pass me my phone.” Erik barked out. London grabs Erik’s phone from her left before passing it to Erik, “You remember how we used to do it?” Erik opens up his camera, aiming it at London’s ass, “Bring that ass up, London, I’m not gonna tell you again.”

London was holding off on purpose because she knew how deep he can get in this position. 

“How is daddy supposed to beat this pussy the fuck up if you don’t listen?” Erik pumped London’s pussy full of his fat dick with just his hips while holding the phone steady so he can capture it perfectly, “Wait until you see this shit, ummmmm, baby...widen your legs London,” Erik pushes himself in all the way, causing London to cry out, “It’s okay, Princess, here,” He did it again, “beat this pussy up…look at me.”

London looks back at Erik through her messy hair. She wished she hadn’t. Just one look at him had her squirting on his dick.

“You make that shit look so damn good...I’m spreading that pussy, baby?” 

“Uh-huh-

“What else is daddy doing?” Erik smiles.

“Making my pussy feel good,” London smiles back before her face frowned with ecstasy. 

“That’s the face I like to see...you got my dick pulsating in this pussy...got this good dick up in you all you can do is cum...I like that...too big, baby?” 

She couldn’t respond but HELL YEAH. His dick damn near pushed her stomach out of her mouth in this position. 

“Daddy…” London said so low. 

“What?!” Erik asked while hammering London’s pussy. He angled the phone so that the length of his defined body could be in view while he stroked her. London’s cheeks clapped loudly and her moans damn near blew out the speakers of his phone, “this is mine and ima remind you any and everywhere,” London gripped his dick with her walls, “yeahhhhh, make daddy bust a nut!!!���

“Fuck me!!” London grabbed the back of the couch, “beat it up, daddy!!”

“Fuck,” Erik had to drop the phone. He was about to cream all in London’s sweet, tight pussy, “Look at this arch, girl, damn...you want me to really get in this puss.” 

Erik’s mouth unhinges and his eyelids flutter. He gave London two deep, long, and filling thrusts before cumming deep inside of her. Erik slapped her ass hard a few times before pulling his dick from her pussy. 

“Come suck this big dick up,” Erik said between heavy breathing. London was on her knees in a flash, grabbing Erik’s dick up in her hand before licking their mess off. Erik twirled London’s pierced nipple with one hand. He was thickening up again and all he wanted to do was bury himself back inside her tight, creamy pussy some more. 

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[syddsinister]

FortyThree’21 ft Kalhene ERIKA & LelEvoX Briannon

[BODY] Hair: [KoKoLoReS] Hair – Cate & Bangs 001 – Leyla Flux Body: -Kalhene- ERIKA Mesh Body BoM [Alpha Cuts] v2.0 UPDATED! – Claudia Urdaneta Head: LeLUTKA EvoX BRIANNON 3.1 – Jaden Nova Lashes: ~Shiny Stuffs~ Retro Flirt Lashes – Tarani Tempest Eyes: :[Petrichor]: – Eyes – Nareos V.2 Solid @ The Warehouse Sale – Vae Darkheart Skin: Nuve. Lexie skin browless (Lelutka Evo Classic) – ivory @ Dubai – Veronika Blackwood

[TATTOO/MAKEUP] Hairbase: [KoKoLoReS] Tintable simple stubble hairbase 01 – Leyla Flux Brows: -SU!- Agnes Eyebrows Two-Tone (LELUTKA EVO) – Eleanor Hexem Face: +Nuuna+ Zula Aqua – Nuuna Nitely Lips: Nuve. Dark Ombre lipstick – Lelutka Evo X – Veronika Blackwood Body Overlay: Hoodlem – v6 Icey Overlay – DeannaNaFreak Tattoo: Hoodlem – Akina Tattoo ( April Gift ) x Fresh (BOM), Sternum v2 Sunny x Fresh (BOM), Pia x Fresh (BOM) – DeannaNaFreak

[CLOTHING] Outfit: -Kalhene- ERIKA Bodysuit (Black) Group Gift! – Claudia Urdaneta Shoes: -KC- OBSESSION BOOTS – Klari55a

[ACCESSORIES] Ear Piercings: RAWR! Sumblime HUMAN FEMALE Earrings EvoX – Circe Boucher Cel Shader: -Kalhene- ERIKA Cel Shading v2.0 (comes w body) – Claudia Urdaneta Gun: -Kalhene- ERIKA Cyber Leg Gun in Outfit 8 (comes w body) – Claudia Urdaneta Bracelets: – sixx – Jelly Bracelets – Erika – Flyer Clowes Gems On Nails: -Kalhene- ERIKA GEMS (Nails Add-on) Group Gift – Claudia Urdaneta Nails: -Kalhene- Matte Nails ANALEXA & ERIKA – Claudia Urdaneta

[EXTRA] Poses: FOXCITY. – Nya Littlepaws Backdrop: Paparazzi – BACKDROP – Vapor Sunset 3 – Drew Sunflower

[werejusttouchingeachother]

DUBAI 2019 [August 28th, 5:00AM]

Chapter 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 T/W: cursing Words: 2446 A/N: its... the final chapter. i hope it isn’t too disappointing and i can’t believe i just finished my first series (altho short) on here. this is a big moment and i’d wait longer to upload it but it seems right to do it on KyoongDay. for anyone and everyone who’s been with me through the whole ride, @realllllrica​ @jongins-laceglove​, @mongryong-the-corgi​ for hitting me up constantly with feedback, @hkynm​ for the constant support and discussions about baek and writing, @exosnet​ @bbh-net​ for all the support, silent supporters like @baekyoonbi​ @tiredgirltingz​ @lolii-moon​ (YES I SEE AND LOVE ALL OF YOU) and even the anons who reached out and everyone else, i love all of you and thank y’all so so much, may all your lives be filled with the same warmth and happiness that Baekhyunee emits ☀️💕

Dubai International Airport

His hands are nervously drumming against the handle of his luggage as he looks around while you quickly respond to Seoyeon’s text. You push your phone back into your pocket, swallowing slightly as you catch Baekhyun’s gaze from where he stands next to the car while Manager unloads all the bags from the trunk.

It had only been two nights ago when you’d taken Baekhyun to Trance and shown him all of Dubai. Earlier that day, you’d almost broke down as he left your office and thought that you were having a rerun of what happened at New York.

And yet, you didn’t. It felt like ages ago and it killed you now because as you gazed at him, you wished you could redo it all again just to relive every moment with him, the good and even the bad if only it meant to be in his arms again.

No matter how many times you’d been through this, it killed you every time you had to watch him leave.

You sighed as Baekhyun gave you a smile that didn’t quite meet his eyes. Jongin elbowed your side and you turned to the tall man, giving him a small smile as he cocks his head in the direction of Baekhyun.

“Go hug him before he starts crying,” Jongin teases and Baekhyun glares at him, already opening his mouth to curse at him. You grab his hand before he can and drag him around the Prado car, taking him to the front that’s facing the wall for some privacy as you look at him.

“Hey,” you say, cupping his cheeks with your hands. “Don’t stress so much. It’s okay. I’ll fly down sooner than you think, okay? You’ll be busy with SuperM and all the shows at America for a while anyway so forward your schedules to me and we’ll figure something out. Okay?”

He nods, sighing softly in between your hands as his gaze drops to the floor. You squeeze his cheeks slightly and his gaze darts back up as you mumble, “Eat properly, okay? I’ve told Jongin to tell me if you skip meals so you better not do it.”

“You too,” he rolls his eyes, pulling away from your hands and gripping them in his own instead. “You better not lose weight either.”

“You know I won’t. Seoyeon doesn’t let me.”

At this, he pouts. “Maybe you should come with me to monitor my eating and I won’t skip then.”

“Baekhyun.”

“Seoyeon can come too! To monitor you! We can form our own support triangle!”

“Shut up,” you laugh, shaking your head at him. He sighs as you encircle your arms around his slender waist, hugging him tightly to you.

“Soon,” you mumble softly. “I promise.”

Baekhyun holds you to him, asking, “Where’s your car?”

“The parking lot below this.”

“You can’t come see me off inside the airport, right?”

“No, the fans have been waiting for hours.” You look up then, tilting your head back to gaze at him. “Also, Dubai airport security is pretty strict so I can’t get very far inside without a ticket.”

Baekhyun sighs again before pulling back. You stare at each other in silence, eyes stinging slightly as you force yourself to not cry because you know if you did, it’d just hurt him and get him upset too which would then make you feel worse.

He doesn’t say anything as he leans forward, cupping your face and kissing you. You stumble back slightly as he leans his entire weight onto you, your back pressed up against the side of the care as his lips press into yours deeply in a way that you were certain he was savouring and cherishing each nanosecond, memorising it until the next time that your lips could meet again.

You hear someone clear their throat and Baekhyun pulls away reluctantly. He immediately crushes you to his chest again, hugging your head until you’re suffocating and you’re almost thankful that you can’t see him because you weren’t sure how much longer you could keep a grip over your emotions.

Baekhyun loosens his grip around you and you smile as you feel him gently kiss the top of your head before finally letting go. You smile up at him and he gives you one quick kiss before turning around.

You take in a shaky breath and step away from the car as Baekhyun quickly strides to Hyungnim, grabbing the passport and ticket from his hand as he headed for the glass doors at the right corner of the parking lot, leading to the airport. Jongin and Hyungnim turns to give you one last friendly wave and you nod at them with a smile as they follow him inside.

It was an unspoken agreement that both you and Baekhyun abided by—no matter how much it hurt, it always hurt a lot worse if you turned for one last glance so you both always left without looking back.

Your phone suddenly rings with the familiar notification bell saved for Baekhyun and you furrow your eyebrows, grabbing it from your pocket to check the message.

[4:13AM] So you may wanna check the backseat of your car for some pictures from a secret folder that I may have left for you to miss me.

You furrow your eyebrows in confusion as you read the message. Secret folder, what—

Your eyes widen as it strikes you what exactly he’s talking about and you quickly run to the right, leading to the stairs downstairs to where your car was parked.

You’re slightly panting as you unlock the car door, and dive into the backseat, closing the door behind you.

“Oh my god,” you breathe out when you notice a familiar beige box placed on the floor of the car, grabbing it and placing it on the seat.

You grin like an idiot as you open the Louboutin box, fingers finding a hard white paper and turning it to read his familiar handwriting:

Ha, fooled ya! ^^ I know you haven’t worn out the ones I gave you last time (I know everything, okay?) but I really put a lot of thought into this so I hope you use them well. Also, check the glove compartment for the secret folder photos kekekekeke

You mutter curses under your breath as you bite down on your lip to stop yourself from splitting your face open with your grin as you pull away the paper wrappings and gasp aloud when the shoes are finally revealed.

The first thing you notice is that they’re customised—a sleek red body covered with what appeared to be black lacing.

You peer closer and your eyes widen as you feel your heart stutter slightly.

The intricate designs adorning the lace were the exact same that you’d drawn by your own hand decades ago; your first design as a child: the half-circle sun you’d drawn in between two upside-down v’s that were mountains.

A design that was familiar and known to every kid whether artistic or not, it was the one you’d been most proud of as you incorporated it into your very first designs that you’d launched at Paris—both for children and adults, by developing the base circle and triangle into a more elaborate geometric pattern with bold and monochrome colours in a way that it struck as familiar and funky to everyone alike.

A detail you’d gushed about in passing, long ago to Baekhyun—not having expected for him to remember it.

You gaze at the red-soled heels in awe, exhaling softly in disbelief as you wonder how he even thought of doing this. The geometric designs added a beauty to the Louboutins that you didn’t even dream of, heightening its beauty with the complementing red-sole.

You glance at the note again, eyes falling on the last words and reminding you of the glove compartment.

Feeling too impatient to step out, you just throw your leg over the steering and climb to the front seat, grunting as you feel the gearshift hit your side in your hurry. You sit down with a heavy breath, mentally preparing yourself for the photographs of yourself that your insane boyfriend had, for some reason, thought would be hilarious to print them out for you.

“Byun Baekhyun, I swear to God,” you mutter under your breath, opening the glove compartment slowly. “If it’s the blowjob pictures, I’m gonna—”

You stop as you notice the familiar black album cover of City Lights that you were certain you’d last seen in your apartment, next to your sound system with the marker that Baekhyun had carelessly left without placing it back in the shelf.

Frowning in confusion, you take the photobook carefully, recognising it as the one without the photocards. You pull it to your lap, feeling the hard circular disk and opening the last page where it was, except now the shiny silver surface had been signed with the marker:

To my love, my soul and my heart My moon, Y/N

You smile as you read the words, fingers flipping through the photobook and suddenly, a paper falls out onto your lap.

Placing the photobook back in the compartment, you unfold the paper and start reading the letter:

I hope you’re happy cause I didn’t sign anywhere except on the disk, okay? I just wanted to write this because I know I don’t have enough time to tell you and there’s so much I want to say. I’m sure you remember this but the first time I left you in 2017, at Paris—I ran back to the airport’s parking lot and found you in your car just like how you probably are reading this right now, to confess to you for the first time. I knew it was too quick and I knew it might scare you but I wanted to say it anyway. We’ve always rushed, Y/N. I rushed to judge you at Paris, you rushed into a grudge because of my ignorant words. We both rushed at that power room and then we waited what seemed like forever to finally admit the truth to each other. We waited forever to kiss and god, we waited fucking centuries to have each other. I didn’t care when I finally told you I love you because I knew I didn’t want to wait anymore. Because I meant it. I meant it then and I mean it every day—on the many days that I drowsily say it at the end of a call, on the fewer days when we’re both so busy that we forget to remind it to each other, and on the even lesser days that I mumble it into your hair when I hold you close in my arms. I know you hate it when I apologise for the way things are because you say they’re already perfect as is, and I know that if I doubt it, I can always look at you and be reassured of the same. You see me as your beacon of hope, the sunlight in your darkness but you have no idea what you do to me, Y/N. You’re the strongest person I know. The first time I saw you at Paris, you’d been yelling at poor Jun Ki about the broken lights and I remember thinking that you were like some kind of ice queen in her own lair. And then as I pissed you off throughout the show, turned you on at the power room, watched you fall in love with me over tteokbokkis at Paris (okay, it was me who fell in love), I realised how much of a front you’ve put up all your life. And now, I realise how much you’ve grown ever since that first time I met you. Now I’m not crediting myself for it (maybe a little bit) but I like to think that I had something to do with warming all that ice down, melting it away with my light.

You call me your sunshine but you’re my moon, Y/N. Being blinded by these lights all the time, you’d think it’d be easier to see but there’s so many times when I feel lost and helpless, where I have to shine blindly in the direction of the cameras and just blindly smile, pretending that I’m okay. But then you’re there to hold me, you’re there to guide me with your light through the dark. You’re there to tell me that I am okay and I can finally believe it because I know you’re there, holding my hand in my dark that’s blinded by light. You think I shine down on your darkness but you guide me away from mine. There aren’t enough words in any language to ever express how much I love you for the comfort that you are, for the home that you’ve become. And even if there are, I don’t know half as many languages as you so this is the best I can do, okay?

I know you’re a lot better than you were when we first met but I still want you to take better care of yourself, Y/N. I trust Seoyeon to make sure that you aren’t skipping meals and I’ve told her about your little couch situation, so you better start sleeping on that bed, baby. You may not be a model on the runway but it’ll hurt your back and neck and you’re almost always on your feet during your shows so please sleep better. Listen to Jongdae in your room, if that helps (or I’ll make covers of his entire album and send it so you can listen to me instead. Yeah, I’ll do that. Delete his album, don’t listen to him in your room, he has his girlfriend for that). Also as much as I enjoyed your little Arabic tradition, please don’t do it too much. I looked it up and it DOES have tobacco and it IS harmful so you better find another activity to do when you’re stressed about work. Again, I’ve mentioned this to Seoyeon and I think she’s banned you from shisha so yeah, don’t be mad but I love you hehe ^^

My ice queen who became my moon, I love you and miss you already. Fly back to me as soon as you can. Always wanting to stroll more streets with you in yet another exotic city. Always wanting to listen to you throw shade on more tourist guides. Always waiting to be in your arms again.

Your favourite man in the world, Always your sunshine, Baekhyunnieee 'ㅅ'

[the end.]

[loumcamp]

LC48 | LOVE NWANTITI

☆outfit details☆

Mesh Head - Genus Classic

Mesh Body - Maitreya Lara

Hair HoMAGE - Leeoh

Top Blupr/nt - “Dahlia” Destroyed Net Top (Black) [ Access Event ]

Bottoms Bjorn - Yara Cut Jeans (Mid)

Shoes Mask - Jodie Heel (Brown) 

Shades Majesty - Lory Shades (Tortoise)

Bag BLONDS - Cherrybomb Clutch (Maraschino) [ Dubai Event ]

Earrings November - Lala Bamboo Earring (G) [ We Will Be Heard Event ]

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♥ f l i c k r ♥